(Verse One)
Mikey woke us up when he beeped us
Said he found some dope, not only good but it was cheapest
Gave me the numbers, I said "Yo B
My n***a Mike done found some bricks 11-7 a ki" (yeah)
It didn't sound legit, but still we chanced it
And if it came through, we hit a big lick
11-7 real clean
Then turn back around and sell them b**hes for 17
We gathered up the money, we could score six
Headed out to meet him with 2 uzi's and four clips
Ready for whatever
If we went down, we went down together
We met him in his complex
n***as were hanging out, "You ready to roll?" (Bet)
I knew it was f**ery
Wanted to see the money, said he never trusted me
But I can understand that
I got the money right here, now where's the f**ing dope at
Now it's the time for the testing out the dope
To see if it's flour, sheep rock, or some powder soap
He went to his car to go and get it
And never came back, oh sh**, I wasn't with it
Got me real mad
Now that's the first example of a good girl gone bad
(Verse Two)
Sticking around would be real dumb
f** this sh**, I ain't waiting to see the outcome
I hopped in my muthaf**in' sh**
Steady peepin' out my rearview, ready to shoot a b**h
I got on the phone and called Chiefey
He got 'em up with Jay, and I told him where to meet me
These n***as be jacking you in Texas
Met up at Obsession and tossed the money in a Lexus
I'm on my way back to the crib
Bido was noddin', now guess what these n***as did
Tried to run us off the freeway
I slammed on my brakes, grabbed my sh** and got ready to spray
And that's about the time B woke up
Popped in his clip, and lit him a smoke up
Doing about 90 trying to catch him
We spotted the ba*tard, said commence to shooting at him
Somebody was riding in the trunk
The b**h flew open, there was a n***a with a pump
He aimed at the windshield (Duck!)
Blasting the seat and in our face (Aww f**!)
Jay and Chief must've followed us
Pulled up beside him, and pulled out the ride gun
Put the driver's a** in check
We veered to the left and watch the muthaf**as wreck
We exited the freeway fast
A perfect example of a good girl gone bad
(Verse Three)
Now it's time to do him
Called up Mike to help us find him cause he knew him
My n***a was real pissed
Cause them hoes that had him mixed up in the middle of this f** sh**
We followed Big Mike in his jeep
Snuck up on him and caught his a** in his sleep
His little boy was sleeping with him
I had to wake him up cause it was time to get him
But I ain't give a f** what he done
I ain't gonna k** him in the presence of his f**ing son
So I drug him outside
He started to beg, "b**h be the f** quiet"
Took him to the bayou
Your a** has got to go for that bullsh** you tried bro
"But what about my son?" I got him
He's in real good hands, he closed his eyes then I shot him
Now his son is calling me dad
I got something more valueable than money, from a good girl gone bad